Marizka Coetzer
Journalist
3 minute read
8 Oct 2021
7:15 am

Sometimes things have to fall apart to fall in place

Marizka Coetzer

Like the weather, the relationship turned stormy and left me in a shipwreck when it hit me head-on and uprooted me.

Outeniquaberge. Photo: Twitter/@ReenvalSA/George Hannes Combrink

Wake Me Up When September Ends by the band, Green Day, got a whole new meaning for me this year. It was more like a wake-up call or, rather, a rude awakening. The whole month I waited for the first rain and hoped it would come to wash away all the winter dust and all our troubles. Unfortunately, when the September rain eventually arrived, it didn’t rain, it poured. If a weather forecaster predicted the end of September, it would go something like: “It will be cloudy with a chance of change with days of downpours of regrets. “The strong...